It Is What It Is, What Is It

Another years gone and yes we can Has become another lost dream No one stand up for patriout act to apply To americans We had momentum and lost steam Were are new leaders Ours are outdated and holding Us back Were is the love accepted But not fact Why is their black americans Seeking reperations for crimes against africans If that ever works I'm sue the british For deformation of character Why are the children silenced Scared because they sit home And listen to violence in every song Show and game Here the truth we all plaYing same game And we all bluffing the same deal Aces with eights No matter what its a dead mans hand